[R18] So and so – “Someone” 111, human world [English]

Except for being a little confused occasionally and having a stooped back, the old man is fine everywhere.His voice is still loud, his face is still fierce, and his biggest hobby is still watching TV. The channels are always switching back and forth between military, news, and agriculture. When he encounters a lag, he rolls up his sleeves and slaps him.If another bear like Gao Tianyang climbs on the roof, he will definitely be able to knock people down with a broom.

Originally, Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian had discussed cooking, but as soon as they washed their hands, the old man chased them out of the kitchen.He said with a tigerish face: “What’s wrong with you two? Just stay here.”

“I’m actually okay.” Sheng Wang struggled for a moment, “If you don’t believe me, let me try.”

“Go!” The old man was not polite at all. “Who will eat a pot of dumplings later?”

“Don’t worry, you produce and sell it yourself, I’ll eat it.” After Sheng Wang said that, he stretched out a finger and poked Brother He.

Jiang Tian: “…and me.”

The old man rolled his eyes: “Who will pay attention to you except Xiao Tian.”

Sheng Wang hooked Jiang Tian’s shoulder and leaned against the kitchen door, smiling.The old man gestured towards them with a kitchen knife, and then called the mute who had just entered the door with a loud voice.

In fact, in the past few years, Shengwang would pass by Wutong every time he returned to his hometown. The old man was not here, and neither was Mr. Xile Zhao. He was afraid that the life of a mute would become boring and difficult.But unfortunately, every time he comes, the door of this small courtyard is locked, and the mute never knows where he is busy, picking up scraps, or tending to his small vegetable field.

Later, Sheng Wang heard Zhao Xi say that his parents couldn’t stay in Beijing, so they went to Jiangsu when their health improved a little. They stayed in their hometown for several months every year, partly because they couldn’t let go of their joy, and partly because of this lonely mute friend.

When Sheng Wang heard those words, he felt that the bonds of friendship between people are often deeper and longer-lasting than they seem.

Mute is very happy these days. From his perspective, all his familiar neighbors and friends have gone home, batch after batch, and it is very lively, just like the New Year.

He has been enjoying himself lately.Boss Zhao got a large batch of good longan and candied dates, and he was helping to pack and seal the bags.On New Year’s Eve, I came back with two big bags, one for the old man and one for the two younger ones.

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian actually don’t like to eat anything too sweet, but they were very happy to receive it.Because we know that for people of Mute’s age, the best New Year’s blessing is that every day in the future will be sweet.

The two of them were not good at preparing New Year gifts for their elders, so they bought supplements as usual. After all, what they wanted most was for the old men to live a long life.But while waiting for the meal, I changed my mind and sneaked to the nearest mall to buy two smartphones suitable for the elderly.

Needless to say, Old Man Ding has been using it all the time. He is just updating it.As for the mute…

They just can’t bear to see him alone, especially when the excitement has dispersed. He stands there babbling, gesticulating and waving, which makes people unable to bear to leave.Although he can’t make calls while holding a mobile phone, he can at least write.

Sheng Wang adjusted the input method for him and taught him how to use it step by step: “You can talk about whatever you want. You can send it to Boss Zhao, to Lao Fa, to me or Jiang Tian.”

The mute and the old man were so excited about the new gadget that they sat in small wicker chairs and sent messages to each other all afternoon. The efficiency was actually better than the self-created sign language.

Jiang Tian pointed at the old man’s back and said, “Does it look familiar?”

Sheng Wang had a question mark on his forehead: “No, what’s wrong?”

Jiang Tian: “It looks familiar to me.”

“Why?” the eldest young master asked seriously.

As a result, Dr. Jiang said in a nonchalant manner: “You used to have such a boring hair and WeChat posture in class.”

Sheng Wang: “…”

He was silent for two seconds, took the flesh of the orange he had just peeled, and then beat Brother He out with the orange peel.

That day’s dinner was booked at a private restaurant. The owner was an old Beijinger. When he was a child, Shengwang particularly liked He’s fried red fruits, boiled shrimp balls and yellow peas, and ordered them to be eaten every three days.Sheng Mingyang could satisfy any request except that he didn’t have time to spend with him, and he developed a friendship with his boss as soon as he went back and forth.

In fact, Shengwang’s taste changed as he got older, but the information updates of the old comrades are like the replacement of mobile phones. They are always a few steps behind the young people. They are still stuck many years ago, stubbornly remembering those three dishes.

This should be the most crowded New Year’s Eve dinner in the past few years. Sheng Wang brought the old man and the mute, but it was not lively. After all, Comrade Sheng Mingyang still had some resentment in his heart. The chat was all supported by emotional intelligence. In retrospect, the content was lackluster. It was neither pleasant nor dull. It was mostly insignificant things.

Old comrades have socialized too much and have a bit of an “occupational disease”. They always feel that the dinner party cannot be in vain and should be promoted with something.So when it came to the end, he couldn’t hold it back and tried to push——

He shook the last bit of wine in his glass and asked, seemingly unintentionally: “Has Xiao Tian not graduated yet?”

Jiang Tian nodded and said, “There are still two years.”

“Then you have to leave after finishing the project?”

“Yes.”

The old comrade said “Oh”, took a sip of wine, and looked at his son meaningfully. As a result, his own son suddenly spoke: “Since we are talking about it, let me tell you first.”

Sheng Mingyang had a bad intuition. He paused with his fingers holding the cup and asked, “What did you say?”

Sheng Wang said: “I may also go out then.”

Sheng Mingyang was filled with lawsuits: “Why don’t you go out? What are you going out for?”

“The company has expatriates.” Sheng Wang said, “I had a chat with them a while ago…”

Sheng Mingyang vomited blood in his heart and silently put down the cup.The old comrade didn’t want to hear what nonsense they talked about. He only knew that he regretted it for a moment.

He seemed to be playing a game of fancy billiards, hitting a black one with one stick, twisting and turning on the edge of the table for a long time, hitting a white one with a bang, and then both pocketed it.When Jiang Tian was sent away, who would have thought that He’s mother would have such a roundabout follow-up. After more than six years, Sheng Wang was finally sent away.

But he couldn’t say anything to refute, after all, he hit the first shot himself.

The owner of the restaurant kindly gave us a generous serving of lamb and scorpion. The old comrade ate a little while chatting, but after eating it, he got angry and his mouth hurt.Especially when I went home and saw the two little ones entering the same room, it hurt even more.

In comparison, Sheng Wang was in a good mood.

Although the atmosphere of the New Year’s Eve dinner was far from “fun”, this was to be expected.The fact that they can sit at the same table and have a complete meal means the beginning of the melting of the iceberg.

In addition, at 12 o’clock on New Year’s Eve, Jiang Tian received Jiang Ou’s WeChat message. The content was actually very simple. It was nothing more than wishing his son a happy New Year and asking him to pay attention to rest.Just add an extra sentence at the end of the blessing.

She said: You’ve all had a drink, remember to make some honey water to avoid a headache tomorrow.

Although it was sent to only one person, it was clearly not addressed to one person.Maybe it’s just a simple reminder and has nothing to do with it.But when Sheng Wang saw this sentence, he felt inexplicably that in another year or two, maybe they could really sit together and have a good meal of dumplings like that night outside Wutong many years ago.

On the morning of the second day of the new year, Sheng Wang set an alarm clock, but accidentally woke up a little late.

It was already past 8 o’clock when he opened his eyes. The door of the bedroom downstairs was open and the quilts were neatly spread. Sheng Mingyang had already set off to catch the early flight and did not have time to have a departure breakfast with his son.

Of course, it might be that he didn’t want to eat it on purpose. After all, the old comrade was still angry and had a big blister on his mouth.

Not long after the air conditioner was turned off, Shengwang turned it on again, wearing a sweatshirt and trousers and looking for food downstairs.He grabbed his hair and flipped the pot in the kitchen, then went to the refrigerator and saw the note pressed on it.

Sheng Mingyang wrote a good word that Sheng Wang didn’t inherit. Compared with Jiang Tian’s, the “he” is thicker and more rounded. At first glance, it looks like a business type:

You have to catch a flight and the return date is uncertain. If you don’t arrive home on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, you and Xiao Tian will set off for Beijing on your own.——Dad

While Sheng Wang was holding the note, Jiang Tian came over smelling like mint after washing.A certain young man likes to turn on the air conditioner all night long. When he wakes up in the morning, his throat is dry and hot, and even turning on a humidifier is useless.

Jiang Tian took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, opened it, took two sips to moisten his throat, and then asked: “Did your dad keep it?”

“Yes.” Sheng Wang’s voice was still hoarse from sleep, “You haven’t seen his note before, have you? Let me translate it for you. It means that I’m leaving. You two can take care of yourself. Get out of here when the vacation is over.”

Jiang Tian responded briefly and vaguely, then touched someone’s lower lip with the mouth of the bottle and asked, “Did you not drink any water?”

“Oh, I forgot.” Sheng Wang took a few sips from He’s hand, “I said why my voice is so hoarse, I thought you did something secretly while I was sleeping.”

After he opened his mouth to drink, Jiang Tian had already removed the bottle and turned around to leave.

The eldest young master finished his drink and followed with a smile: “Don’t run away, Dr. Jiang, why can’t you help teasing me so much?”

Jiang Tian turned on the TV, sat down on the sofa with half a bottle of water, and picked an app with the remote control: “If you have the ability, I can tease you in front of your dad.”

“That won’t work. Middle-aged and elderly people have poor blood circulation. Don’t get angry and get blood clots.” Sheng Wang took the water bottle from he’s hand and said, “Besides, in the eyes of Comrade Sheng Mingyang, his son is polite and polite and will not act like a hooligan. If something happens, it must be someone else’s problem.”

After he finished speaking, he thought about it and said to Jiang Tian: “I can almost imagine your image in my father’s mind.”

Jiang Tian: “…”

The eldest young master held the bottle in his mouth and thought for a while and said: “You have been wronged. In order to compensate, I decided to cook you breakfast myself. Are you happy?”

Dr. Jiang was not happy. He glanced at someone, took out his mobile phone and started browsing for takeaways.Sheng Wang put the water bottle aside, put one knee on the sofa, and tried to squeeze He’s neck: “What do you mean by looking at the takeaway?”

Jiang Tian was held between his elbows by the he, his Adam’s apple moved slightly and he laughed softly.

Although Jiang Tian didn’t have any hope for someone’s cooking skills, he still reluctantly agreed to be a guinea pig for once. Anyway, someone and Old Man Ding had teamed up to feed him all kinds of weird things, and this time was no different.

After all, I chose my boyfriend, so what else could I do?

Jiang Tian wanted to use the excuse of “helping” to go to the kitchen and keep an eye on it, but someone locked the sliding door and gestured “please” to him through the glass, indicating that he should stay away and not interfere, so he had to give up.

In fact, Sheng Wang had a reason for doing this. As soon as Jiang Tian left, he took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, opened WeChat and started arguing with Gao Tianyang and others.

The large group of Class A of the High School Affiliated have been dancing happily these days. The reason is for no reason, but they are undecided about the date of returning to school.Most people in the class are free from the third to the fifth day of junior high school. The more choices there are, the harder it is to set a date.

Out of selfish motives, Sheng Wang wanted Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui to quietly guide them in the group. It would be best to schedule the reunion for tomorrow, because tomorrow is Jiang Tian’s birthday.

Unpretentious Gao Tianyang: That’s easy to handle!Wouldn’t it be enough to just say Brother Tim’s birthday in the group?

I don’t want this hand anymore: No, it’s too high-profile.I’m afraid he won’t go even if he finds out.

Da Song: Why?Isn’t it a happy birthday?

Sheng Wang’s thumbs hung on the keyboard, remembering what he heard before returning to Jiangsu——

They were only back for a week, and the cat son would easily get sick if he changed the environment in a hurry, so before leaving, he gave the Menka to Chen Chen, Jiang Tian’s senior brother with a doctorate.Chen Chen would send a short video to the two of them every day when he was feeding the cat, and he and Sheng Wang became familiar with each other, and occasionally chatted with each other.I just happened to mention that Chen Chen said something that made Sheng Wang secretly feel distressed for a long time.

He said: Jiang Tian never celebrates his birthday. The more he prepares, the more he hides. He often disappears a few days in advance. I don’t know why he is so repulsive.

Shengwang stood for a while with his eyes downcast, then he pinched his knuckles and typed: Just don’t mention it anyway.

Fortunately, Gao Tianyang and Song Sirui know them well and can guess some things without telling them.The two didn’t ask any more questions, nor did they insist on a high profile.Chong Shengwang gave an “ok” expression and went back to the class group. After a few words of confusion, the return to school date was set.